Somewhere Quiet in Kamakura
The sun is slipping low, melting into the ocean like honey. The sky is streaked in watercolor – amber, soft lavender, and blush pink. Waves hum gently in the background, a steady rhythm behind the silence that feels like home.
Ren’s hoodie is too big on Y/N – obviously his. She’s curled up next to him on a faded picnic blanket, bare toes buried in the cool sand, head resting on his shoulder. He’s sketching in a little notebook
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